•~Telepathic~• | Camilo Madrigal x OC

Uncomfortable

-Camilo's pov-

I don't understand.

What haven't I done?

I've always been there for you Amira.

I've always tried.

I've given you everything.

Everything you've ever wanted.

What... what more could I do?

What else am I missing?

Do I mean nothing to you, princesa?

...

"Hey, uh, Erika, do you think you'd wanna be my... girlfriend?"

"Yes!"

-Amira's pov-

Me and Andres' heads swerve when we hear Sophie squealing, her finger pointed straight at us while clinging onto Lochlan's shirt.

Me and Andres share a knowing look before sprinting out of casita, laughing uncontrollably. I can hear someone talking, but I don't bother checking it out. Probably just another couple.

As our laughter dies down, I smile at Andres, he returns it.

I guess I've got a boyfriend now.

That's... new.

"Sorry I didn't get you anything as a gift, I wasn't sure you were going to say yes," he exclaims.

"No worries, it's not like I expected anything," I grin warmly.

Plus, I've already had the best valentines day ever, props to Camilo Madrigal.

Camilo Madrigal.

His name echoed through my mind, continuously repeating.

Shut up Amira, Camilo isn't even relevant right now.

I shook my thoughts away, determined to snap myself out of it.

"Uh, hermosa? You've been zoning out for a bit..." Andres commented.

"Yeah, just taking in the moment. Sort of happened pretty fast, don't you think?"

"Eh," he shrugs.

I briefly hum, nodding in response.

"Mind if I head back in quickly? Something I've gotta do," Andres heads back inside, not even acknowledging me.

"Sure...?" I raise an eyebrow before taking a seat. My back is leant against casita's wall, I can hear the muffled music from inside, along with the sound of people chatting among themselves.

I fight to keep my eyes open, my eyelids groggily drooping shut continuously against my will.

'Hey, Milo,' I yawn.

...

I don't get a response, which is odd. Because there's no way he can't hear me, the messages are always going to reach him. He's not sleeping, obviously.

So he's...

Ignoring me?

'Camilo? Are you okay?' I try again, still going without an answer from him.

'Look, if this is about Andres, I get it. Just, please talk to me when you're ready?'

-Camilo's pov-